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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 9:44 am
the spar shall continue when Protezione returns
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 12:09 pm
He walks back to the training grounds and finds Dragon back there waiting for him. Shall we continue? He unsheathes his gunblade and forms a defensive stance, right foot slightly back, left slightly forward, also a bit apart.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 12:26 pm
ah i see you are ready
*dragon pulls his sword and unwraps his wings*
lets do this
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 12:33 pm
((By the way, you may want to describe these demons you're using.))
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 12:37 pm
i still have not used them
we start anew
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 12:39 pm
RedDragon777 i still have not used them we start anew ((Starting over? Ugh. Fine.))
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 12:58 pm
sorry about the wait i had to go eat
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 1:05 pm
Protezione RedDragon777 i still have not used them we start anew ((Starting over? Ugh. Fine.)) or do you want to start right where we left off
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 1:05 pm
((It's ok, I wish I'd been smart enough to get something to eat at that time. XD. Eh...Guess I'll just starve till we're done? Heh.))
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 1:06 pm
RedDragon777 Protezione RedDragon777 i still have not used them we start anew ((Starting over? Ugh. Fine.)) or do you want to start right where we left off ((That's what I was thinkin))
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 1:13 pm
Protezione RedDragon777 Protezione RedDragon777 i still have not used them we start anew ((Starting over? Ugh. Fine.)) or do you want to start right where we left off ((That's what I was thinkin)) no probThe Demon Hord: ( using Scan) ruthless hord of demons with no regard for life or death, main purpose: to kill and eat, HP 800, MP 0, relie on brute strength and numbers to take down there foe. Weapons: Battle Ax, Swords, Clubs, Fangs, and Claws. Weakness: N/A
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 1:16 pm
there are millions of my troops and my dragon only grows stronger with every 10 of the demons reliesed
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 7:44 pm
((this is just a nagging feelign that i have to do)) * he walks in, he takes off his jacket and undoes his wraps. He takes the SoK off of his pants. He holds both hands out at his sides and begins to siphon Chaos energy, the ground begins to crack and rip away from itself, the ground rises and falls in places, the sky clouds over black and it thunders, black and red lighting streaking across the sky, the wind around him starts to twist violantly and be munipulated. A rain drop falls and lands on his face, it runs down his cheeck and drips to the tainted ground, he closes his eyes, smiling, as the wind blows violently everywhere and it starts to rain heavily and suddenly. The rain is crimson drops of blood. He stands there in the down pour, becoming soaked in the blood, it runs and drenches his blonde hair giving it a darker look, the drops run over his scars, he opens his eyes in the rain, blood was dripping from the tip of his hair now. The rain soon began to subside, becoming lighter before it becomes nothing but a bloody mist which also soon stopped. He took his heavy hair and rang the blood out of it, a bead a blood ran down his face, dropping off of his chin. He soon collected his things and left
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2005 4:06 pm
Slowly a bright light came to bring itself upon a calm feild of grass but that quickly dispersed leaving only that of a shadow, slightly warped by the beating sun, a calm wind brushed the grass over and back.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 10:10 am
The heat of the sun grew intense and broiled, a constant reminder of that grew quickly, it seemed as if the sun was approaching that plain, the winds just died as well as that lush grass surrounding him, and before long he was stuck in the middle of a sandy desert, the change, the alterations of a thousand years perhaps gone by in seconds infront of his eyes.
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